"Sun Yiming, did you take your dog out for a stroll again?"
Zhao Xiujie obviously had a very bad relationship with Sun Yiming, and his words were provocative.
"Zhao Xiujie, your mouth still smells so bad. You and I are different. The people around you are dogs, but the people around me are all my friends. Think about it for yourself, who would play with dogs?"
Faced with Zhao Xiujie's provocation, Sun Yiming did not say anything nice, and his way of speaking was more clever than Zhao Xiujie's.
In just a few words, the name dog was returned to Zhao Xiujie and his followers, and Zhao Xiujie was demoted to the point of being worthless, except that he liked to play with dogs and that he could only be a dog.
"Sun Yiming, you are still so sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. Sooner or later you will cry. Let's see."
After Zhao Xiujie said this, he nodded to Wang Xu and left without looking back.
"Is this the end?"
Wang Xu looked puzzled. Now that he's talking about this, shouldn't you two practice?
If you can endure this, could it be that Zhao Xiujie suffered a loss from Sun Yiming?
"He's really like a mad dog. He wants to bite everyone he sees. It's disappointing."
Looking at Zhao Xiujie's back, Sun Yiming showed disdain.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, focused on Wang Xu and the other three, and said, "Zhao Xiujie has done a lot of bullying and killing of his brothers, so be careful with him, my friend."
Sun Yiming also left, taking several of his friends with him.
Wang Xu's eyes did not change, he glanced at Leng Han who was holding the spirit stone and eating fiercely, and said: "What do you think?"
"Dog bites dog. You have a mouth full of hair. Why do you get involved in their affairs? Let them bite you slowly."
Leng Han has a phagocytic body, which can improve his cultivation as long as he has enough energy, so he doesn't eat all the time.
While eating, he is replenishing energy on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is relieving the side effects of the phagocytosis and suppressing the hunger desire that arises in his heart all the time.
Therefore, Leng Han is always hungry, and a lack of food will make him irritable, which is undoubtedly a weakness of the phagosome.
"What do you think?"
Wang Xu was noncommittal and looked at Zhu Yan again.
Zhu Yan raised her eyebrows and said, "We don't know Zhao Xiujie well, but I'm sure he's not as powerful as Sun Yiming.
Zhao Xiujie said it openly when Sun Yiming said it, but Sun Yiming said Zhao Xiujie, but it planted a thorn in your heart.
Two people have just met. If another person tells you that the person you know likes to deceive friends, whether it is true or not, you will be on guard against him. This is the power of Sun Yiming.
It's just that Sun Yiming is not mature enough and can't leave no trace, which makes it feel a bit fake.
What’s even more false is that he talks about being a friend, but in fact the more people say this, the less they value their friends, and the word friend is not that cheap.”
Wang Xu nodded slightly. When Zhao Xiujie found him, he only expressed the hope of making friends with him.
Sun Yiming is different. He didn't even finish two sentences, and he left you the definition of a friend in a familiar manner.
Wang Xu doesn't like this kind of person, because as far as he knows, Song Jiang is also such a person.
In the eyes of this kind of person, the whole world is his friend, but when it comes to betraying his friends, he does it more ruthlessly than anyone else.
After all, he didn't consider anyone a friend.
The word friend is just a symbol in his eyes and has no meaning, just like the young lady in some entertainment videos saying if you give me a like, I will marry you.
If what they say is true, pigs can climb trees. Anyone who believes it is a fool.
"Not mature enough?
not necessarily
You think he is immature because you are a bystander. For the people in the game, Sun Yiming may be just in time.
He doesn’t need to convince everyone, just one out of ten people believes in him, that’s enough for him to have friends all over the world.”
When Wang Xu said this, he smiled again: "Sun Yiming's position is destined to unite the majority of people and isolate the few and powerful people. Let's not talk about the future trend. So far, I have not seen the dawn of the rise of the humble family.
, as the banner of a poor family, the Sun family will not have an easy time in the future.
Forget it, don't think about this person. He won't provoke us in a short time. Even if he does, he will have to withstand the pressure from above.
You know, the people above are very cunning and often kill without blood."
The giants of the Cultivation Council are all from the old era, and their house-fighting attributes have already been maxed out. The Sun family is jumping up and down to plan big things, and the chance of success is really low.
Wang Xu prefers that the Sun family is cannon fodder for the king.
In Yang Xun's script, maybe it is the help in the middle and later stages, the allies who help the protagonist rise.
Sun Yiming may be a great person for a while, but to say that he can lead a poor family to rise and share the world with a wealthy family, at the moment, he is not qualified.
As for Mr. Sun, I'm sorry, he has long been a loser of the times.
If he was strong enough, he would have accomplished something in the early days of cultivation.
If not, it means that he is not lucky enough to become the opponent of the Eight Masters of Cultivation.
Such a person will not become the Ninth Hero even if he is promoted to the Tribulation Stage in the future, let alone break the original system and create a new era for a poor family.
"Dear students, please come to the restaurant for dinner."
Time flew by and it was soon noon.
At this time, the battle fortress had already made three jumps, spanning forty-three human territories.
It is expected that the battle fortress will arrive at the territory of the Totem Tribe early tomorrow morning, which reflects from the side the Cultivation Alliance's 24-hour rapid mobility capability to support any territory in emergencies.
"Um?"
When he walked to the restaurant, Wang Xulu was stunned for a moment and was very surprised by the furnishings here.
At first sight, the middle of the restaurant was separated by a police cordon, and there was a very exaggerated giant cake inside.
Looking around, the same goes for other restaurants. Each restaurant has 10,000 people and a giant cake.
"This is"
Wang Xu took a closer look and saw that the shape of the cake was very strange. It was engraved with rivers, forests, mountains, hills, and cities. It actually looked like a sand table model.
Others are also wondering why the restaurant would do this. The cake cannot be more delicious.
"Hello young soldiers, I am Xu Gaoxian, commander of the Fifth Group Army. Nice to meet you.
The cake before you is a 1:1 billion sand table model of the territory of the Totem Rebels.
Don't be surprised, someone will divide the cake for you soon, and the piece you get will be your future defense area and clearing target. I hope you like this task allocation method."
The image of Xu Gaoxian clearly appeared above the cake. At the end of his speech, he winked at everyone.
The next second, the screen disappeared, and the small flying puppet robot that distributed the cakes started cutting the cakes with its wings flashing.
Seeing this scene, everyone around looked at each other.
"It's funny. We used to go to the headquarters to report, and the headquarters would issue combat missions. This time we actually changed the method, which is a bit interesting."
"Hey, does Commander Xu want us to eat the totem clan as cake?"
"I don't like cake, except this time."
"Me too, I hope the piece of cake given to me is the piece I want."
Everyone was chattering away, looking at the flying robot and bringing up their cakes.
Wang Xu also got his own cake. His cake had the word "Koroma" written on it. It was a palm-sized cake with carvings of lakes, mountains, forests, and cities.
"Koroma"
Wang Xu wrote down the name, picked up the cake and ate it silently.
In an instant, the entire restaurant started eating. Each person had a piece of cake representing the region and bit into the cake fiercely.
It looked like it was not the cake that was bitten, but the resistance of the totem rebels.